oh well

I believe that my wrist shall fall off before the day is over.

I’m enjoying not having much to do today. No complaints.

I am assigning 2000+ entries to chapters. It’s annoying. I don’t know why I’m doing it, but I am.

Not many people navigate my diary through the front page as it is, but I want to organize it so I will.

it’s a matter of finding something else to do in between bouts of chapter assigning that is difficult.

my wristy hurts.

oh well.

I sat for about 20 minutes gushing about the sims to my boss. She thinks I’m nuts, but I think i might have sold her on going to look for the game. tee hee.

i am so going to make the cutest little family with happy mom and dad, happy bro and sis, and happy puppy and kitty.

and a bird.

ha ha!

I shall post pictures of my Holly family too, as soon as I complete it.

I have much fun in store for myself and I don’t care how nerdy that makes me. Too bad I wont’ have all of saturday to veg out on it. Nope, working another street fair.

UGH.

But, we won’t have to do that trivia quiz spin the wheel game. So I’m sure it’ll be easy money. Sitting on my butt, acting like I care, answering airport questions. The hardest part will be keeping up my social mask, because I really do hate having to make small talk conversations all damn day long. 9 hours of it. BLAH.

Oh well, I need the money. and in my delirium I signed up for some more overtime at the Flyaway at the end of the month, well not even that far away, more like in a few weeks on a monday… blah. but it’s money. i need all i can get my grubby fingers around.

smooth creamy money.

ew.

so i have a cup of noodles for lunch.

i know you care.

it’s hard to look busy today.

oh well.

screw it.

i’ll look lazy and they can put it in a pipe and smoke it.

blah.

i wish i could play sims…